manga artist Kirito

It seems that in the future, when I feel lazy and don't want to draw, I'll have to prepare a more detailed plan!

To be honest, Kirito doesn't like Hiratsuka Shizuka as his editor, absolutely! Putting aside her troublesome personality, and the fact that she can still make hundreds of phone calls and send hundreds of emails even when someone has said they don't want to answer the phone, Kirito doesn't think that's cute at all!

"I roughly... I understand the situation." Kirito rubbed his temples, looking quite helpless. Even if he asked Akane Kousaka to change the editor now, all he would get in return was Akane Kousaka herself. Besides, given Hiratsuka Shizuka's personality, a change would definitely cause even more trouble.

...I even saw the ending!

But then again, Akane Akasaka, Editor Machida, and now Shizuka Hiratsuka are all classmates, all women approaching 30, and all single... cough, here's a question: Shizuka-sensei, how many single people were in your class or at your school?

"Hey, Kiritani, what kind of look is that?" The female teacher, who seemed a little unfriendly, put down her chopsticks, picked up a tissue, and wiped her mouth. "Don't you want your internal injuries to heal?"

Although I don't know when I developed internal injuries, please don't reveal your intuition if possible!

"I just didn't expect that you and Akasaka are old classmates, Ms. Xiaojing."

I think we talked about this before, about putting these older single women together to form a "Saintess Alliance" or something. Now… there are no more "leftover women" to introduce, and the unspoken feelings are no longer needed. Because they are…

"...Please don't look at me like that!" Hiratsuka Shizuka resembled a wounded lone wolf, but a strange blush inexplicably appeared on her face. "Also, just call me teacher, no need to add 'Shizuka-chan' before it..."

"Okay, Shizuka-sensei." Kirito nodded, then picked up his chopsticks and began to tackle the enormous bowl of tonkotsu ramen. But he had to admit, it tasted really good, although it was still a little bit inferior to Asuna's cooking. As for Shizuka-sensei... you must be living in a dream!

"Hey, Kirigaya, I've gotten plenty of information from Akane about you, in every way. But honestly, I really couldn't believe you were such a genius. You're usually such a shut-in, spending your lunch break playing games..." Looking at Kirito as he devoured his ramen, Hiratsuka Shizuka wore a look of utter disbelief. "If I hadn't seen the things about you in the club with my own eyes, I would never have believed it!"

Isn't this a matter of course?

Kirito rolled his eyes. It's like those guys who look cuter than girls on the surface, but actually can pull out a pen from underneath... well, you don't have that.

For example, if you, a woman who is like a Yamato Nadeshiko, don't reveal your martial arts skills, who would know that you are actually single?

"Hey, Kirigaya, do you know why humans always hurt each other?"

"...I'll eat my noodles, you continue."

"But how should I put it..." With a mix of resentment and incomprehension, Hiratsuka Shizuka wore a very complicated expression. "Manga, I can understand that, but erotic manga, you're not even sixteen yet."

"The law stipulates that minors cannot buy R-18 doujinshi, but it doesn't stipulate that they can't draw them. Besides, the works I draw are textbooks that guide those ignorant teenagers onto the right path!"

"If such a textbook really existed, the world would be doomed!"

So, is it really possible to destroy the world with a notebook?

"After all, it's the profession you chose. Even as a teacher, I can't say anything to you." Seemingly resigned to something, her delicate face was filled with helplessness, like looking at a mischievous younger brother, her eyes full of doting affection. "I heard that the comic you're going to draw this time is a normal one. Good luck!"

...This woman's physical charm seemed to emanate naturally with changes in her tone of voice.

...Hiratsuka Shizuka here deserves at least ten points!

P.S.: Double update with heartfelt sincerity~ Please vote~

I've had more free time lately, so I'll probably post two updates tomorrow~

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[How white is NO.62?]

[How white is NO.62?]

If you can't refuse something, you might as well relax and enjoy it. After all, as a man, even being raped can be pleasurable and comfortable.

Kirito quickly forgot about Hiratsuka Shizuka becoming Kirito's editor, since from now on, Hiratsuka Shizuka would only be a teacher at school, while at other times she would be Fujiwara Echizen's editor—note that this refers to a different role.

Moreover, in the manga industry, there has never been a manga artist who is afraid of his editor. Both before and after, Kirito can say with certainty that he can grasp Hiratsuka Shizuka's weakness and leave her powerless to fight back!

Of course, this will take a little time and some help.

According to his conversation with Hachiman last night, Kirito learned that Hiratsuka Shizuka had only ever laid hands on him and Hachiman, and there had been no further instances of this happening.

Well, Kirito felt that Hiratsuka Shizuka had been single for too long, so he chose him and Hachiman, who were slightly more presentable... as backup options?

No, no, no! It might be more than just a backup plan!

But no matter what, none of the above is the main point. The main point is that we can use outsiders to turn this killing machine into a complete weakling!

Ha! I really don't believe it. You and Asuna are constantly showing off your love, can Hiratsuka Shizuka still stand it?

……

The time is Friday afternoon.

Across from Kirito's house, everything from furniture to daily necessities had been purchased. Asuna had moved all her usual items over there. Although it was a bit of a shame that they weren't moved into Kirito's house, Kirito still received some very good news.

That is—Asuna's brother has a business deal to discuss overseas, and he probably won't be back for a long time.

That makes me very happy, though I don’t know what’s so great about it.

After that, there was another thing that troubled Kirito for a long time, which was... plans can never keep up with changes. Kirito now felt more and more that there wasn't enough time, and it seemed that finding an assistant as soon as possible was imperative.

Even though there was a plan to have Kasumigaoka Utaha help out as an assistant, Kasumigaoka Utaha had also said that her drawing skills were only so-so. She was probably only good enough to perfectly draw the lines or black out the areas that needed shading. Therefore, Kirito didn't have high expectations for her. He needed an assistant who was capable and whose drawing style was similar to his own.

However, apart from Eriri, who is a skilled erotic artist, it's hard to find anyone else at the school.

Hey! Why don't I have a female artist who is incredibly skilled and whose work I love?

As for why it's a female illustrator... if you were a comic artist, would you prefer a female assistant or a male assistant?

Actually, it's the same principle as when a patient goes to the hospital and wants a cute young girl instead of an older woman to take care of him. Well, if you like the kind that's cute but whose penis is bigger than yours, that's a different story.

Of course, Kirito does have quite a few female fans, and he was indeed excited about having so many female fans at first. But so what? Kirito doesn't have the potential to have 10 female fans. There's not much difference between male and female fans. At most... at most, they'll add a line at the end of the work—"After use, don't forget to charge the electric toy."

Should we... raise funds on Twitter?

No! Forget it. If we raise funds, it might attract those perverts from the Bamboo Forest Group.

"Well then, let's go buy some ingredients." Suddenly, Asuna clapped her hands and said to Kirito with a smile. "I haven't seen Mashiro in a long time either. Let's make dinner a bit more elaborate to welcome her back."

Childhood sweethearts, it's been so long...?

Kirito raised an eyebrow. According to the usual tropes of romance light novels, the childhood friend has a very high chance of losing, while the winner is usually the one who appears out of nowhere... But how can a childhood friend plus an out-of-nowhere winner lose!?

"So what are you thinking? You look so weird." Asuna puffed out her cheeks, slightly annoyed by Kirito's nonchalant attitude.

"...Tell me, what's wrong with the daily tropes these days?" Kirito muttered, scratching his cheek in confusion. "Childhood friend, sudden appearance, random stranger...wait! Now there's also the sudden appearance childhood friend. Isn't this a bit too melodramatic?"

"You mean the heroine of a light novel?" With a look of sudden realization, Asuna touched the corner of her mouth with her pale finger, pondered for a moment, and then casually revealed a very healing smile. "My understanding of a heroine... is probably the person who has been with the protagonist the longest, both the first love and the one who has been with them the longest. Hmm, that way there won't be any annoying questions like 'Ah, I was supposed to go first!' or 'Why are you so skilled!?'"

"Of course, this is just my personal understanding, but if you put it in a novel, it probably wouldn't be considered a very popular trope. After all, youthful romance... is very complicated, or rather, pretentious... maybe?"

"I roughly... understand." He shook his head slightly, then smiled, stood up, walked to Asuna, and hugged her.

"Did something happen?" A little confused, Asuna hugged Kirito and asked gently.

"It's nothing... I've been having a lot of worries lately, I'm almost developing paranoia."

"I see... Then get some rest afterward."

"Ah."

……

……

"Oh no, I almost lost track of time while shopping at the supermarket."

With slightly hurried steps, Asuna and Kirito appeared in front of Chiba Station.

It was almost 5:30, and since it was Friday, Chiba Station was packed with people. Finding someone accurately in the crowd was no easier than throwing a brick into a crowd and only hitting one person.

"What are you talking about? The Mashiro you're talking about isn't a child. Do you think she'd be tricked into going to see goldfish by some old man?"

If he can actually fool him, then this guy really lives up to his name—he's damn white!

However, after Kirito finished speaking, Asuna's eyes clearly showed a hint of worry.

—Hey, is she really that pale?

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Oh dear, I forgot about it for so long...

"The Chronicles of a Macho Man" is a work by PaPa-san, a hardcore novel. You can check it out if you're interested.

By the way, you guys are super handsome, please give me your votes!

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【NO.63 Shiina Mashiro】

Listening to Asuna recount the story of Mashiro, who was unbelievably white, Kirito finally realized that this person's problem wasn't just a matter of having a distorted thought process.

A naturally naive and clueless individual, practically a level nine disability in daily life, possessing a thought process drastically different from ordinary people, born into an artistic family and having studied painting since childhood, lacking common sense... it's quite something to have all these traits combined in one person...

Did her parents intend to raise her like a caged bird?

I'm a little curious whether the other person's amazing drawing skills are due to a family heirloom bloodline limit...

But to be honest, Kirito found it hard to imagine what a girl who had never seen what society was really like, like a blank sheet of paper, would be like. In fact, Kirito thought that this person might not even be able to handle simple interpersonal relationships.

However, from now on, even if this girl is naive and innocent, once she enters the big melting pot of society, she will definitely grow up... Of course, there's also the possibility that she might go astray. But thinking about it further, with Asuna here, he doesn't need to worry about these things.

Kirito just felt that Shiina Mashiro was at least a thousand watts in power.

"After this, I'll have to ask you for help again, Kazuto!" With a serene smile, Asuna turned her head to look at Kirito, who was thinking about some random things.

"Ah? Oh, I see." Kirito nodded slightly, naturally understanding what Asuna meant—something like offering some assistance to Shiina Mashiro in her foray into the manga industry. However, ever since learning the name Shiina Mashiro, Kirito's feelings had become somewhat complicated. A genius artist... what kind of help could a mere erotic artist like me offer to someone like that? Did she expect me to teach her how to tell dirty jokes and how to use linguistic traps?

Don't joke around...

Although that's what he said, since he agreed so early on, he should at least do what he can to help, if the other party needs it. However, Kirito always felt a strange pain in his face, as if he had been slapped several times invisibly.

By the way, although I rushed here, I heard an announcement later that the arrival time of a certain train was delayed, so I will have to wait for a while now.

Time passed gradually, and the number of people flowing through the station gradually decreased, but the sky also turned dusky. The setting sun shone on the two people sitting side by side on a bench. The season was passing, and the cherry blossoms by the roadside were about to fall, but a few cherry blossoms could still be seen falling at a rate of five centimeters per second.

……

A gentle autumn breeze blew as a young girl slowly walked out of the passenger exit. She expressionlessly smoothed her disheveled hair, her pretty eyes briefly surveying this unfamiliar place, the place where she would eventually find success.

"Hmm?" Following closely behind the girl was an older woman who stepped to the girl's side. She looked at the dim sky and frowned slightly, seemingly not expecting the arrival time to be delayed for so long.

She then turned her attention to the passing crowd, searching for the gentle and very conspicuous girl the girl had mentioned. However, the flow of people was so large that even if she stared with her eyes wide open, she might not be able to accurately find one person in the huge crowd... Well, let's not talk about the brick.

Soon, the older single woman began to get impatient, and even started to wonder if the train delay was causing that person to suddenly stop talking...

The older single woman slapped her forehead, a look of sudden realization on her face. "Can't we just make a phone call? It's not like communication is backwards these days. If we can't find someone, we can just call them."

Just as she was about to ask the girl for her phone, the girl, who was standing expressionless beside her, gently tugged at her sleeve and looked towards the quietest spot on the right, closest to the corner.

"What's wrong, Zhenbai?"

"Ayano, over there... Asuna, over there." A faint voice, barely audible only to those standing nearby, rang out as the girl pointed with her pale finger in the direction her gaze was directed. Under a tree strewn with cherry blossoms, a boy and girl, clearly a couple, sat leaning against each other.

The scene was undeniably beautiful, but for the members of the "Go Die Go Die Squad," their only thought was—burn! Burn! Burn!

The middle-aged woman, whose real name is Ayano Iida, twitched her lips slightly. Mashiro came back to Japan to be a third wheel, didn't she...?

The Asuna that Mashiro mentioned was undoubtedly the girl leaning on the shoulder of the boy who looked like a pretty boy. Looking at the two of them, who exuded a strong, sour smell, Ayano Iida rubbed her temples. Picking up someone with her boyfriend... was she eager to feed the naive Mashiro a mouthful of dog food?

Ha! What a pity, Mashiro probably doesn't even know what dog food is.

But is this really a pickup? It doesn't look like it at all. It would be more believable if they just came out to sunbathe their dog and got tired, and then just found a place to sit down and rest.

"Hey, Mashiro, are you sure this is okay?" Ayano Iida asked hesitantly. Given Mashiro's seemingly innocent and unpredictable personality, being with this obviously unreliable couple for so long...

Uh, apparently Mashiro and this girl named Asuna live together...

Phew, that's a little better.

Although it seems unreliable, Ayano Iida has heard Rita say quite a bit about Asuna. This is just her first impression... She'll observe her for a while longer.

"Hmm." Shiina Mashiro nodded calmly, took the suitcase from Iida Ayano, and slowly walked towards Asuna's location. But after taking only two steps, she stopped, turned back to look at Iida Ayano, whose eyes were filled with a little worry, clenched her little fist tightly, and gave a thumbs-up.

To outsiders, Shiina Mashiro's actions at this moment might seem a bit inexplicable, but as one of her few friends, Iida Ayano naturally understood the determination behind that gesture.

"Then..." With a hint of helplessness and emotion, Ayano Iida sighed almost imperceptibly, "Good luck!"

"Hmm." Still as taciturn as ever, Shiina Mashiro's lips curled up slightly, a rare smile blooming on her expressionless face. Then, like someone embarking on the path of growth, she took a step closer to the future.

The girl gradually walks down her own path...

P.S.: Almost all the characters have appeared now~

By the way, for those of you who want the cover image, you can actually take a screenshot of the cover, search for images on Baidu, and then get the original image!

I'm more handsome, give me a ticket too!

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[NO.64 Stories from doujinshi exist everywhere in life]